Committed

I had a very domestic weekend and now need to go back to work for a rest. G stayed over Thursday night and then Friday night and then it turned into Saturday and Sunday night as well.

G needs to find somewhere new to live and on Friday night was looking at a place near where I live and so stayed over. I can’t quite remember what happened Saturday that meant G didn’t go home but we certainly ended up wandering round John Lewis and Ikea discussing various furniture items for my place. G had never been to Ikea before – something that I would not have thought was humanly possible, but it seems that a 34 year old could have lived a life that did not involve Ikea. I think visiting Ikea was a life changing experience for G but mainly in a slightly perplexed “this is what I waited all these years to experience?” kind of way.

Then G was going to go home early on Sunday but instead ended up searching for properties on the internet and time ticked on and it didn’t seem worth G going home - and there was also some flat packed furniture to put together. I did explain to G that spending an evening with someone putting together furniture from Ikea was a major step towards getting married, particularly if you can get through it without arguing. We each looked furtively around and edged slightly closer to the door. There were no arguments and G’s scientific brain came in very handy for working out the instructions. We did find it handy each to be armed with a screw driver or other such implement should the other get any ideas though…